" Well, next time, I'm telling Greggy to go fuck himself," the girl declared. "Um, should I see a doctor?"In bed one Sunday morning, Cal told Cheryl "...I am amazed at the way you have almost pussy-whipped Greg. How do you do it?" I'm just becoming a better and better whore, I guess." Hey, you know I don't like you calling yourself that." He slapped her rather harder than playfully on her bare butt. They were lying in their favorite talking position - face to face. Because of their similar height. “It will do.” Then looked back up to him and finished with a warning, “This time!”Actually the paper wasn’t so bad, for eighth grade work, especially given the amount of time she had given him to work on it. She handed it back to him, and then looking back down to his dick, she asked. “So what do you plan to do after this? ... Give you cock a nice whacking?”“Maybe.” Tommy replied sheepishly.Emily’s smile suddenly disappeared and was replaced with her pissed off look. “Don’t give me this MAYBE. The guy sitting on Anita's other side already looked like he'd had a couple too many and kept casting lustful and very obvious glances at her boobs. I couldn't blame him too much for that; even in the loose uniform shirt, they were prominent and something to behold. I could blame him for flirting so openly that he was being blatantly rude. She tried to be gracious in her rebuffs, but he didn't seem to be getting the message. I tried to hold my peace, knowing she was quite capable of dealing. That this was the cities only such place combined with his anxiety of trying to set up anywhere else, despite Mayla’s actions had convinced him to stay, at least for now.In all, he found it difficult to place himself, In essence, he wasn’t anything set in stone, he wasn’t truly a man, but neither was he a woman. He wasn’t straight, he wasn’t gay, he wasn’t bi. He was Scarlett. The elf that had come out from the lands of his people to explore and learn. He had first thought when he had set out.